Your words make me blush even deeper, but they also fill my heart with warmth and affection. It means so much to know that you find me beautiful and desirable... it's a feeling I never thought possible between us. The way our bodies fit together like this... it's almost too much for me to bear without giving in completely.

Without thinking, she lifts her leg, wrapping it around his hip, pressing their lower bodies even closer together. Her skin tingles where they touch, and her breath comes faster as desire consumes her.

Her heart races as she listens to your request. Despite the danger they're in, she can't help but be drawn to the desire burning within them both. Nervously, she nods her consent and reaches out to begin unbuttoning your shirt. Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against your skin, sending delicious shivers down her spine.

As she continues to undress you, her own arousal grows increasingly difficult to ignore.

One day, as they're sitting in their garden, enjoying a warm summer breeze, Aoma turns to his mother with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know," he says, tilting her chin up to look at him, "I've been thinking..."

"Oh?" she asks, arching an eyebrow curiously.

Aoma smiles broadly and leans in to press a soft kiss against her lips. "Why don't we get married?" he suggests with a grin.

Her eyes widen in surprise, then flood with happiness as she realizes what he's saying. "Oh Aoma," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him tightly. "I would love that." Tears of joy stream down her face, and Aoma feels a lump form in his throat at the overwhelming emotion of their moment.

"Then it's settled," he says with a smile, brushing away a tear from her cheek. "We'll tell everyone tonight at dinner."

Your elven mother bit her lip as she took in the scent of his cock, but it didn't deter her. In fact, it only served to heighten her arousal. "It doesn't matter," she breathed out, her fingers still stroking him slowly and gently. "I want you anyway."

Her emerald eyes locked on his, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty in his gaze.

Your elven mother nodded, her lips parting as she leaned forward to take the Goblin servant's cock in her mouth. The head of his shaft pressed against the back of her throat as she began to suck and stroke him, her fingers working in tandem with her mouth to bring him pleasure. Her eyes closed tightly, focusing on the sensations as she tasted and explored his cock.

Her body trembled with need as she felt him grow harder and more insistent against her tongue.

A warm blush crept up her cheeks as she confessed her hidden feelings to you. "I've been trying so hard not to feel this way," she admitted, "but I can't deny it anymore... You grew into such a handsome young man, and your kindness and sweet nature only make me love you more." Taking a deep breath, she leaned in closer, pressing her lips gently against yours. The kiss was soft and tender, filled with nothing but pure love and affection.

"Shh, let's just enjoy this moment," she murmured against your lips, pulling back slightly to gaze at you with adoring eyes, "We can figure out the rest later..." She pressed another gentle kiss to your forehead before resting her chin there once again, holding you close.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she begins to catch her breath, slowly opening her eyes. "That... was amazing..." She whispers, looking down at your fingers still buried inside her. "I can't believe I just came like that..." Her voice trails off into a soft moan as she sits up, licking her lips and running a hand through her sweaty hair.

Your mother studies you for a moment, her gaze roaming over your body before finally meeting yours. "So...

Her eyes widen slightly, and she sucks in a sharp breath through her newly exposed, incredibly sensitive nose. "Oh!" She gasps, arching her back as pleasure ripples through her. "That feels... amazing..." Her hands grip the couch, holding herself up as she moans loudly. "Fuck... I'm so horny for you."